Bawdy music :-)

Subject: RE: Lyr bawdy ballads
From: GUEST,Joe
Date: 11 Sep 03 - 07:48 PM

Searching for the lyrics for the following bawdy ballads:-
Balls To Mister Banglestein
What Shall We Do With A Drunken Sailor ( parody )
The Orgy At Billy Miller's Ranch

Trying to locate the above - to learn. Can anyone help. Thank you

Subject: RE: Bawdy music :-)
From: Joe_F
Date: 12 Sep 03 - 07:13 PM

Balls to Mr Banglestein, Banglestein, Banglestein.
Balls to Mr Banglestein, dirty old man.
For he keeps us waiting
While he's masturbating,
So balls to Mr Banglestein, dirty old man.

To the tune of "Ach, du lieber Augustin". This is a song in the "Why Are We Waiting?" tradition, sung by a group who have assembled but cannot proceed until the person named shows up.

At St Andrews University (Scotland) in 1959, it also formed part of the elaborate chorus (partly sung, partly shouted) of a version of "There Was a Monk of Great Renown".

Subject: RE: Bawdy music :-)
From: LadyJean
Date: 12 Sep 03 - 09:33 PM

When singing "Maids When You're Young", it's nice if you can pick out a man in the audience, who's a good sport, and sing to him. Then, at the end when you sing about the handsome young man, find some sweet old grandpa, and sing the last chorus to him. Well, maybe nice isn't the word.

My sweet old mother used to sing the following:

My girl's from Holyoke, she doesn't drink or smoke
She knows a dirty joke, and I do too.
And in my future life, she's going to be my wife,
How in the heck did I find that out? She told me so.

My girl's from Vassar, none can surpass her,
She is the stroke on the Varsity team.
and in my etc.

My girl's from Wheaton, she can't be beaten.
She's great out on a date, she takes her liquor straight.

My girl's from Smith she talks like thith
She taught me to kith. I love her tho.

Mom spent two years at Wheaton. She did indeed like her bourbon straight.

I think there are verses for other colleges. But I don't know them.

Subject: RE: Bawdy music :-)
From: Fred (Beetle) Bailey
Date: 12 Sep 03 - 09:39 PM

Am I the only Mudcatter with a copy of "Count Palmiro Vicarion's Book of Bawdy Ballads"? It was printed in France (of course) in 1961 by The Olympia Press, 8 rue de Nesle, Paris 6 and smuggled into the bible-thumpers belt in the bottom of my brothers seabag after a North African (I think) tour of duty. (Can anyone imagine a more seminal gift for a barely adolescent guitar-banger?) The binding failed long ago and I may have lost a few pages but there's 65 listed in the table of contents -- only a few with a sparse melody score.

The Count's frontspiece:
"To those who have written, are writing, and who will write them, together with those who have the sensibility and courage to publish them, this collection is fondly dedicated. And may they drop dead who secretly read and publically burn them -- or else begin their real education."

It's an amazing collection of scatalogical and sexual humor that stands head and shoulders (so to speak) above the respected journeyman works of Mr. Silverman and Brand and others mentioned above.

Anyone know where I can get a fresh copy?

Failing that, I'll trade lyrics of any of the 65 for any others that I don't have -- or any such deal -- let's keep this Folk Heritage alive!

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